Where's My Effing Chapstick?!

Here's the thing: I have never, ever had to buy chapstick because I ran out. EVER. Chapstick is like socks. You know, it magically disappears without regard to reason. And why is that exactly? If I'm looking for my favorite lipgloss or lipstick (which I rarely wear btw, I'm more of a gloss girl), I have no trouble locating it. If it's chapstick, something ridiculous happens. It miraculously disappears as though David Copperfield himself came into my house and "abracadabra-d" it to his basement...or wherever it is that he keeps stuff that he makes disappear. Either that or I leave it in my pocket (the one day of the week that I'm not wearing yoga pants and actually put jeans on), and it goes therough the washer and dryer. Or my dog eats it. Or better yet, my toddler eats it. It drives me insane.

However, I am making it my new year's resolution (I realize I'm a bit late to the party on that one) to make it through an entire tube of chapstick without David Copperfield stealing it. Even if it's just one, I'll feel like it was a monumental victory.

Til next time...